ugh
So I got about a half hour's sleep before my exam this morning. I went to the school after missing every bus on Barrington St and watching the fuckers go by. I was so tired and sick that I just gave the busses the finger in front of a bunch of people at Scotia Square haha.
The exam was TERRIBLE. I was SO dehydrated that my back and legs hurt HORRIBLY and I couldn't concentrate whatsoever. I couldn't get comfortable because of the pain and I was barely able to hold my pencil. I made a TON of mistakes and had to erase them over and over. I'm pretty sure that there's probably not a single question I got correct on there.
I'm so dehydrated that I'm really scared to be here alone. I've kind of started hallucinating. And I can't look straight at anything - I have to look at stuff with my eyes unfocussed or it hurts. I made myself this oral rehydration drink which consists of a liter of water, 8 teaspoons of sugar and 1 teaspoon of salt. It tastes terrible. But I have to drink it cos I can die. I should have gone to the hospital.
I had to call my parents just to feel like I had some company cos I have no one else to talk to.
I DID talk to Julie for a little while earlier today and she said that she thinks she's never been so sick in her life. I think I'm the least sick of everyone because I only vomited the two times and one was because I drank a liquid that wasn't clear without thinking about it. And I'm not the only one who suffered projectile vomiting lol.
I think I'm pretty much better.. I'm still terribly dehydrated and I still have some diarrhoea but I think I'm getting better. Well, I wouldn't really know cos I've been drinking the only thing I know I can keep down - plain water and this rehydration shit.
My storage closet light wouldn't work for 2 hours. Really weird. Who said it could stop working for that amount of time? lol I flicked the light switch and changed the lightbulb but for 2 hours it just kinda did its own thing.
So dad's making me take classes this summer and not work. He said he'll pay everything for me with his stocks. I'd much rather just work and not go to school and save money. I'm really tired with school. I can't concentrate or focus. It really sucks.
Oh man I'm SO TIRED but I'm SO dehydrated. I want DESPERATELY to sleep and yet when I get into bed I just lay there. Unless I'm hallucinating.
I don't know what's going on cos I'm so dehydrated. It's terrible.
I hope the cat and Jaimie aren't able to get sick like this. I cleaned Jaimie's cage yesterday and gave her a bath before I came down ill. I hope it's not possible to spread this to animals. :( I guess we'll find out tomorrow if her and the cat are barfing their brains up. I've only known Jaimie to puke ONCE so far. EVER. And that was from Jon driving his car like a maniac. The poor thing ended up puking in the corner of her shoebox when we took her to the vet.
1:15 in the morning.. I'd love to watch something on TV but there's probably nothing on.. and Julie took all her movies that she was going to lend me to watch at work.
I still don't know what's happening with us. I'm kinda sad about it. But at the same time, I'm also too sick to really be able to think about it. I know that when I feel better it'll really hit me. Last night when she left, she told me she loves me. But she didn't say it on the phone today. She didn't take ALL her stuff home. But she took a lot.
I don't know. I'm sure she'll tell me what's up when she's feeling better.
Ugh. I'm gonna go sit on the couch with a blanket over me and see if there's anything on TV. If there isn't, I guess I'll just have to try and sleep.
I'm feeling really scared of being alone, though.
Paranoid.
Like I'm gonna turn my head or a corner and there's gonna be someone there.
The exam was TERRIBLE. I was SO dehydrated that my back and legs hurt HORRIBLY and I couldn't concentrate whatsoever. I couldn't get comfortable because of the pain and I was barely able to hold my pencil. I made a TON of mistakes and had to erase them over and over. I'm pretty sure that there's probably not a single question I got correct on there.
I'm so dehydrated that I'm really scared to be here alone. I've kind of started hallucinating. And I can't look straight at anything - I have to look at stuff with my eyes unfocussed or it hurts. I made myself this oral rehydration drink which consists of a liter of water, 8 teaspoons of sugar and 1 teaspoon of salt. It tastes terrible. But I have to drink it cos I can die. I should have gone to the hospital.
I had to call my parents just to feel like I had some company cos I have no one else to talk to.
I DID talk to Julie for a little while earlier today and she said that she thinks she's never been so sick in her life. I think I'm the least sick of everyone because I only vomited the two times and one was because I drank a liquid that wasn't clear without thinking about it. And I'm not the only one who suffered projectile vomiting lol.
I think I'm pretty much better.. I'm still terribly dehydrated and I still have some diarrhoea but I think I'm getting better. Well, I wouldn't really know cos I've been drinking the only thing I know I can keep down - plain water and this rehydration shit.
My storage closet light wouldn't work for 2 hours. Really weird. Who said it could stop working for that amount of time? lol I flicked the light switch and changed the lightbulb but for 2 hours it just kinda did its own thing.
So dad's making me take classes this summer and not work. He said he'll pay everything for me with his stocks. I'd much rather just work and not go to school and save money. I'm really tired with school. I can't concentrate or focus. It really sucks.
Oh man I'm SO TIRED but I'm SO dehydrated. I want DESPERATELY to sleep and yet when I get into bed I just lay there. Unless I'm hallucinating.
I don't know what's going on cos I'm so dehydrated. It's terrible.
I hope the cat and Jaimie aren't able to get sick like this. I cleaned Jaimie's cage yesterday and gave her a bath before I came down ill. I hope it's not possible to spread this to animals. :( I guess we'll find out tomorrow if her and the cat are barfing their brains up. I've only known Jaimie to puke ONCE so far. EVER. And that was from Jon driving his car like a maniac. The poor thing ended up puking in the corner of her shoebox when we took her to the vet.
1:15 in the morning.. I'd love to watch something on TV but there's probably nothing on.. and Julie took all her movies that she was going to lend me to watch at work.
I still don't know what's happening with us. I'm kinda sad about it. But at the same time, I'm also too sick to really be able to think about it. I know that when I feel better it'll really hit me. Last night when she left, she told me she loves me. But she didn't say it on the phone today. She didn't take ALL her stuff home. But she took a lot.
I don't know. I'm sure she'll tell me what's up when she's feeling better.
Ugh. I'm gonna go sit on the couch with a blanket over me and see if there's anything on TV. If there isn't, I guess I'll just have to try and sleep.
I'm feeling really scared of being alone, though.
Paranoid.
Like I'm gonna turn my head or a corner and there's gonna be someone there.